POST REAL LOVE STORY...

From the first day that I am layed my eyes apoun her. I knew she was the one. From the endless night and the dreamfull days. All i could do is think about her. I didn't know how love feels until i met her. She showed me the light, she showed me her love, she showed me my future. And today its all gone. Looking at her for the last time in my life. Feelings rush in my heart for her more stronger. Knowing she belongs to someone else. I just couldn't do anything. I couldn't touch her lips. OH GOD Its hurts so bad.


When i met her again for the final time. I huged her so hard. Kissing her forhead. As i took her hand to the car. I couldn't stop looking at her. Closing her eyes as I place my love gift on her neck and Kissed the Pendant in the name of GOD. As we go to the movies hand in hand. Looking at her knowing shes my frist life. But also knowing shes someone else. God it hurts so bad.

When i left her at the airport, All i can do was cry. Looking at her for the final time in my life. Hurted me more and more. she huged me so hard that i felt she had the same feelings. But i knew she was just looking for my happiness.

I know she will be mine in heaven. And i shall wait for her. I promis I will wait for her.

There was a boy who loved a girl very much, but never proposed her. she was working in a Audio Cds store as a sales girl. That boy went to tht shop daily and purchase one CD daily from her. He tried to propose her many times, but he couldnt do tht.
One day.. he died. The girl went to his home and went inside his room. She saw all those Cds there in his room and all those cds was packed as it is. He never opened cover of any cd.
The girl really felt very bad and started crying... you know why????
bcoz she put a love letter for him daily inside each cd's cover.

So please my lovely friends, If you love someone, please propose her/him fast. Dont be late in love. Please Dear, This is my heartily request to you.
If you cant propose your love or if you feel afraid, then please tell me. I will give her/him your message of love.. But please dont be late... Thank you so much...

Kisi se tum pyaar karo... to phir izhaar karo.. kahi na phir der ho jaye.. kahi na phir der ho jaye.."

author :unknown
story thodi puraani he..........

ek chhote se jile me ek postman naya tha, khubsurat jawaan dil ka achha ladka tha, jile k ek ghar me jab wo khat dene pahucha to darwaje par ek haseen chehre ko dekha, badi badi ankhen bilkul hirni si, uske surkh hoth or pyara sa chehra uska naam Veena tha.ek pal thaga sa khada use niharta raha or fir apni haisiyat dekhkar use bhool jane ka man kiya uska.
jis ghar me wo gaya tha wo kisi pahuche hue vyakti ka ghar tha so har hafte koi na koi khat dene use jana padta tha, har bar wahi ladki khat lene bahar aati or muskura kar chali jati.
silsila kai hafto tak chalta raha fir ek din postman ka transfer ho gaya.kai saaal beet gaye postman budha ho gaya tha uske bachche bhi bade hokar apne kam me lag gaye the.
ek din kisi kam se postman usi jile me pahucha or beeti yade taza karne fir unhi galiyo me gaya (*kisi ne sach hi kaha he pehla pyar kabhi nahi bhula jata) usi ghar par ek boodhi aurat bethi thi aaankhon me ek ajab sa intezar liye hue, postman n usse poochha;kiska intezar kar rahi ho yaha akeli, kya naam he tumhara?or saath hi apna naam bataya. us aurat ka jawaab tha Veena.........

dil chhu gai abhi tumhari story.......
sach hai ye intezar kabhi kisiko na mile......
maut aa jaye par intezar na aaye....

ABHIiiiiiii


INTEHA HO GAYI INTEZARRRRRR KI
AAYI NA KUCH KHABER MERE YAAR KIIIIIIIIII

Once a lady when having a conversation with her lover, asked:

Lady : Why do you like me..? Why do you love me?

Man : I can't tell the reason.. but I really like you..

Lady : You can't even tell me the reason.. how can you say you like me?
How can you say you love me?

Man : I really don't know the reason, but I can prove that I loveU.

Lady : Proof? No! I want you to tell me the reason. My friend's boyfriend
can tell her why he loves her but not you!

Man : Ok..ok!!! Emmmmm.. because you are beautiful,

because your voice is sweet,
because you are caring,
because you are loving,
because you are thoughtful,
because of your smile,
because of your every movements.

The lady felt very satisfied with the man's answer..

Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met with an accident and went in
comma.

The Guy then placed a
letter by her side, and here is the content:

Darling,
Because of your sweet voice that I love you..
Now can you talk? No! Therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your care and concern that I like you..
Now that you cannot show them, therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your smile,
because of your every movements that I love you..
Now can you smile? Now can you move?



No, therefore I cannot love you..
If love needs a reason, like now,
There is no reason for me to love you anymore.
Does love need a reason? NO!
Therefore, I still love you..

"Sometimes the best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be
seen, cannot be touched, but can be felt in the heart . . ."

THIS IS A REAL LOV STORY...PLS SPEND 2 MINT TO READ THIS...
A TRUE STORY OF LOVE

Boy - hey, hun
Girl - hey
Boy - I missed you at school today, why weren't you there?
Girl - yeah, I had to go to the doctor.
Boy - oh really? why?
Girl - oh nothing, annual shots, thats all.
Boy - oh
Girl - so what did we do in math today?
Boy - you didnt miss anything that great....... just lots of notes
Girl - ok good
Boy - yeah
Girl - hey I have a question.... ..
Boy - ok, ask away
Girl - ........how much do you love me?
Boy - you kno I love you more than anything
Girl - yeah.....
Boy - why did you ask?
Girl - ............ ....>silence<..........
Boy - is something wrong?
Girl - no nothing at all
Boy - good.
Girl - ............ ..how much do you care about me?
Boy - I would give you the world in a heartbeat if I could.
Girl - you would?
Boy - yeah........ .of course I would sounding worried is there something wrong??
Girl - no, everythings fine......
Boy - are you sure?
Girl - yeah.
Boy - ok.......I hope so.
Girl - ............ ..would you die for me?
Boy - I would take a bullet for you anyday, hun
Girl - really?
Boy - anyday. now seriously, is there something wrong???
Girl - no Im fine, your fine, we're fine, everyones fine.
Boy - ............ ok
Girl - ...........well I have to go I'll see you tomorrow at school.
Boy - alright, bye. I LOVE YOU.
Girl - yeah, I love u 2, bye.

THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL:

Boy - hey, have you seen my g/f 2day?
friend - no
Boy - oh.
Friend - she wasnt here yesterday either.
Boy - I know, she was acting all wierd on the phone last nite
Friend- well dude you know how girls are somtimes
Boy - yeah........ but not her.
Friend- I dont know what else to say, man.
Boy - ok well I gotta get to english, I'll see ya after school.
Friend- yeah I gotta get to science, ttyl.

THAT NIGHT: -ring- -ring- -ring- -ring




Girl - hello?
Boy - hey
Girl - oh, hi.
Boy - why weren't you at school today?
Girl - uh.......I had another doctor appointment.
Boy - are u sick?
Girl - ............ .....um I have 2 go, my mom's calling on my other line.
Boy - I'll wait.
Girl - it may take a while, I'll call you later.
Boy - ........alright, I love you hun. >very long pause<
Girl - (with tear in her eye) look, I think we should break up.
Boy - what???
Girl - its the best thing for us right now.
Boy - why????
Girl - I love you. >click<

THE GIRL DOESNT COME TO SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS, AND DOESNT ANSWER HER PHONE.
Boy - hey dude
Friend- hey
Boy - whats up
Friend- nothing, hey have you talked to your ex lately?
Boy - no
Friend- so you didnt hear?
Boy - hear what?
Friend- um I dont know if I should be the one to tell you......
Boy - dude, what tell me
Friend- uh....call this number....433- 555-3468
Boy - ok.......... ..

BOY CALLS NUMBER AFTER SCHOOL
-ring- -ring- -ring- voice- hello, Suppam County Hospital, this is nurse Beckam.

Boy - uh.......I must have the wrong number, I'm looking for my friend.
Nurse - what is her name, sir?

Boy gives info

Nurse - yes, this is the right number, she is one of our patients here.
Boy - really? what happened??? how is she??
Nurse - her room number is ..646, in building A, suite 3.
Boy - WHAT HAPPENED??!! !!
Nurse - please come by sir and you can see her, goodbye.
Boy - WAIT! NO! *dial tone*

BOY GOES TO HOSPITAL, AND TO ROOM ..646, BUILDING A, SUITE 3. GIRL IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL BED.

Boy - are you ok??
Girl - ............ ......
Boy - sweetie!! talk to me!!
Girl - i..........
Boy - you what?? YOU WHAT???
Girl - I have cancer and I'm on life support
Boy - ............ .........>breaks into tears....... ......... ......
Girl - they're taking me off tonight


Boy - why??
Girl - I wanted to tell you but I couldnt
Boy - why didnt you tell me????
Girl - I didnt want to hurt you.
Boy - you could never hurt me
Girl - I just wanted to see if you felt bout me as the same I felt about you.
Boy - ?
Girl - I love you more than anything, I would give you the world in a heartbeat. I would die for you and take a bullet for you.
Boy - ...........
Girl - dont be sad, I love you and I'll always be here with you
Boy - then why'd you break up with me?
Nurse - young man, visiting hours are over.

BOY LEAVES, GIRL IS TAKEN OFF LIFE SUPPORT, AND DIES

4 SANIYA JI



KAR CHUKE HAI TAUBA AB HUM DIL LAGANE SE,
KYA MILA SIWA GUM KE AJ TAK JAMANE SE,
HUM BEGHAR HUYE GUM NAHI KHUSHI HAI YE,
UNKO KO TO CHAIN MIL GAYA MERA GHAR JALANE SE.......................

author:abhi

ek seedha sadha simple ladka tha.duniya ki use koi samajh hi na thi. school me bahut se log use apna achha dost kehte the par sirf apne matlab ke liye, or bechara is sabse anjaan tha. ek din use jab sach samajh aya to sab par se bharosa uth gaya uska.

wo maths section ka student tha so ek din coching me ek anjaan ladki jiska nam swati tha ne usse notes mange usne de diye, silsila shuru hua wo ladki dil se saf thi so dono ki achhi dosti ho gayi saal beet gaya ab wo dono 12th std me the or aksar coching me hi mila karte the, dosti badhti gayi ye sal bhi khatm hone ko aya.

fir ek din swati ki ek best frnd pooja us ladke ke pas aayi or poochha; tum swati ko like karte ho sach batao?usne yaha waha dekha swati waha nahi thi wo door khadi shayad pooja ka intezar kar rahi thi. ladka usse bahut pyar karta tha par ek sachcha dost khona nahi chahta tha isliye usne pooja se jhoot kaha; nahi pooja swati meri best frnd he me use sirf ek frnd ki tarah hi like karta hu...pooja chali gayi.

swati fir coching nahi aayi, pooja se ladke ko pata chala ki exams ke bad swati ke father ka transfer ho gaya or wo log chale gaye. pooja ab sach janti thi or usne bataya ki swati tumhe pyar karti thi par shayad bahut der ho gayi thi swati ab usse bahut door thi....
waqt beet gaya wo ladka aaj apni bat hazaro lakho ke samne kehne k layak he par aaj bhi sochta he ki kash usne keh diya hota..........

moral: keh do yaar isse pehle ki sirf pachhtana pade.....

One incomplete love story:-

Author:- Heena khan

Do ajnabi the aapni aapni duniya mein,unko malum bhi na tha wo kaha ja kar milege .ladki bahut silent rehne wali gumsum si khud ki duniya mein rehne wali or ladka usse bilkul alag badmashi karna masti mein rehna life serious na lena.

Naseeb ne ek aise duniya mein mila diya jaha koyi nahi aapna na koyi paraya.risthe bante or tute, risthe ke naam par ek mazak tha who.jisse hum kehte hai net,achanak ek chat room mein uski mulakat hui,don one formal baatein ki fir ladke ne dosti ka haath badaya,ladki thi dari hui sehmi si usne waqt manga ye keh kar agar tum dosti ke layak hue to main dosti kubul karugi.ladka man gaya usse laga ye kuch alag hai baki ki tarha flirt nahi,usse andaza nahi tha aage kya hoga.dono milne lage acche dost bane ek dusre ko jana,ladki ki taraf se ek saccha dosti ka ristha tha par ladka wahi flirt timpass kar raha tha.par dhere dhere wo kuch alag soch se milne laga usse ladki se baat karna usse pasand aane laga,uske kareeb jane laga,dono itne acche dost ban gaye ke bas ek din na mile to lage wo din mukammal nahi hua.

Dono ek dusre mein kho gaye,ladka itna change ho gaya jaise wo kabhi playboy type tha hi nahi.us ladki ka asar hi aisa tha,wo thi hi assi khubsurat pyari si ek pak ladki jo saaf dil ki thi.ladke ne sab kuch chodd diya us ek risthe ke liye,bahut serious ho gaya usko lekar,roz milna har choti choti baatein batana.jaise wo dono ab ek dusre ke bina reh nahi sakhte,pyaar karne lage the dono.

Ek din ladka aaya bahut khush usse ladki se bahut kuch kehna tha sunna tha,usne ladki ko sab se pehle baat aapne bhai ki batayi ke uske liye ladki dekhi hai dad ne bhai ki shaadi jaldi hogi.ladki bahut khush hui sunkar(par us khushi mein ek tufan tha jiske bare mein dono ko nahi andaza tha)usdin ladke ne ladki se aapne pyaar ka izhar kiya,usse shaadi ke liye kaha.us waqt dono ke bas mein kuch nahi tha.jo ho raha tha usse hone de rahe the,wo shaam dono ek dusre mein kho gaye the,dono ne ek dusre ko pehle baar dekha sunna.dono itne khush the jaise puri qayanat unke saath ho chali hai or wo raja rani hai us qayanat ke.

Dusra din to hua par shayad waqt uska nahi tha.uske parents ne uski shaadi ki baat pakki kardi usse bina puche ye kehkar isse better nahi milega,ladki kuch nahi keh payi.
Ladka roz aata uska intezaar karta offline deta par shayd ladki kahi aur thi,wo bhi nahi aane laga bahut udas rehne laga uske bhi bhai ki shaadi pakki ho gayi thi or jaldi hi shaadi thi,wo itna tuta hua tha k ek baar bhi aapni hone wali bhabhi ko dekhne nahi gaya.din raat uske bare mein sochta uske liye rota ke kuch ho to nahi gaya usse.

ek din dono mile achanak ek aise jaga jaha kabhi sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha,ladka dekh kar hi tut gaya or ladki jaise zinda laash par usne aapne pyaar ke liye khud ko sambhal liya.wo jaga koyi aur nahi thi ladke ki bhai ki shaadi ka mandap tha.jaha dulhan to thi uski jaan par uski dulhan nahi uske bhai ki dulhan,un dono ki shaadi uske ladke ke samne ho gayi wo dekhta reh gaya.usse nahi pata tha sab woe k flirt or dokha tha to zindagi khubsurat hi par jab wo zindagi kisi aur ko de chala to wo uski rahi hi nahi.

Us ghar mein ek nayi dulhan to aayi par ek shaks gaya bhi,chaar kande pe dulhan aayi or chaar kande pe ek diwane ki bidayi hui….
ek taraf uski zindagi uske ghar mein kadam rakhne aayi or dusre taraf wo ghar zindagi bhaar ke liye us ladki ke liye karke chala gaya..

!!*!! read onces carefully !!*!!

heena .......
ye story nahin kisiki zindagi hai........
kisika pyar.......aur ye pyar pata nahin kab kya rang dikha jaye.......
aaj ye story padhke na jane kitne bikhre rang saamne aa gaye.......
ek ajjeeb si tadap hai isme ......
thnx heena.....
bht kuch jo bhul gai thi yaad dila diya tumne........thnx!!!!

The Rose

John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II. During the next year and one month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was budding. Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like. When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting - 7:00 PM at the Grand Central Station in New York. "You'll recognize me," she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel." So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he'd never seen. I'll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened:

A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips. "Going my way, sailor?" she murmured. Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away. I felt as though I was split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned me and upheld my own. And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her. This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful. I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment. "I'm Lieutenant
John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?" The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile. "I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!" It's not difficult to understand and admire Miss Maynell's wisdom. The true nature of a heart is seen in its response to the unattractive


so this is also for those who think looks are more important in life.............according to me its nothing, ur heart should be beautiful instead of ur face................

Here is a story about lord Krishna that will tell us What true love is about.

Krishna, while living in Dwarka with his favourite wife Rukmani, would very Often softly utter to himself, " O Radha… O Radha."

Rukmani felt jealous and asked him why he kept Remembering Radha so often. Krishna did not say Anything. He just smiled.
A few days later, Krishna complained of stomach Ache. Rukmani gave him medicines, but the pain did not Go away. He kept moaning in pain.


Krishna told her that only a little charanamrita (blessed water) of a person who truly loved him would Put an end to his agony. He begged Rukmani to give him
Some of her charanamrita.



A shocked Rukmani refused: " How can I commit such a terrible sin? You are the Lord of all that be, and if I gave you my charanamrita I would surely go to hell."



Krishna than asked Rukmani to send an attendant to Vrindavan and try and procure some charanamrita from Someone there. Soon the attendant returned with a Cupful of charanamrita and as Krishna sipped it, all The pain disappeared.


He then asked the attendant, " Who gave you this Charanamrita?" the attendant replied, " no one in Vrindavan was ready to give it on learning it was for Lord Krishna.


Then one young woman came running up to Me and gave me this cup. Her companions cautioned her, " You fool Radha, you are committing the greatest sin. But she did not care. She said, "I don't care about What happens to me but I cannot bear to see my beloved Krishna in pain ."





Krishna turned to rukmani standing by his side and Said, " Radha is not afraid of going to hell for me. She only thinks about me.


So if Radha loves me so Much, should I also not long for her?"





This is what true love is about. It is Unconditional. Sacrifice is the most important characteristics of True love. That's why we have Radh-krishna Temple not Rukshmani-Krishna Temple

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"Can I see my baby?" the happy new mother asked. When the bundle was nestled
in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she
gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window.

The baby had been born without ears. Time proved that the baby's hearing was
perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred. When he rushed home
from school one day and flung himself
into his mother's arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a
succession of heartbreaks.
He blurted out the tragedy. "A boy, a big boy ... called me a freak."

He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favourite with his fellow
students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a
gift, a talent for literature and music. "But you might mingle with other
young people," his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.

The boy's father had a session with the family physician. Could nothing be
done? "I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be
procured," the doctor decided.

Then the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a
young man. Two years went by. Then, "You are going to the hospital, Son.
Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But it's a
secret," said the father.

The operation was a brilliant success, and a new person emerged. His talents
blossomed into genius, and school and college became a series of triumphs.
Later he married and entered the diplomatic service. "But I must know!" He
urged his father, "Who gave so much for me? I could never do enough for
him." "I do not believe you could," said the father, "but the agreement was
that you are not to know, not yet."

The years kept their profound secret, but the day did come ... one of the
darkest days that a son must endure. He stood with his father over his
mother's casket. Slowly, tenderly, the father
stretched forth a hand and raised the thick, reddish-brown hair to reveal
that the mother -- had no outer ears.

"Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut," he whispered
gently, "and nobody ever thought Mother less beautiful, did they?" Real
beauty lies not in the physical appearance, but in the heart. Real treasure
lies not in what that can be seen; but what, that cannot be seen.

Real love lies not in what is done and known, but in what that is done but
not known . . .

Quote :

v nice post paree ...Real love lies not in what is done and known, but in what that is done but
not known . . .

Thanks Saniya ji

Even I was touched when i heard this lines... They r so true......

"Love Story which will touch ur Heart"

There was once a guy who suffered from cance. A cancer that can't be treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out for once. So he asked his mother and she gave him permission. He walked down his block and found a lot of stores. He passed a CD store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked. He stopped and went back to look into the store. He saw a young girl about his age and he knew it was love at first sight. He opened the door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her. He walked closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she sat. She looked up and asked "Can I help you ?" She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her right there. He said "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD." He picked one out and gave her money for it. "Would you like me to wrap it for you ?" she asked, smiling her cute smile again. He nodded and she went to the back. She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store. He went home and from then on, he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her. So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped.He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out !!!RRRRRING!!! The mother picked up the phone and said, "Hello?" It was the girl. She asked for the boy and the mother started to cry and said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday. " The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother. Later in the day. The mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one. Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper.The mother picked it up and started to read it. It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn. The mother opened another CD... Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn Love is when you've had a huge fight but then decide to put aside your egos, hold hands and say, "I Love You"

nice post heart break kid ...keep posting :D

ADMIN SELECT WINNER NOW IM CONFUSED.... :scratch:

It was difficult task for me to select two Winners:

Well here are the results; the Winners are:

First Winner is Saniya

and

Second Winner is Heart Break Kid.

This both stories touched everyone's heart....




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